"It is the most famous place in the capital to find flowers and willows." A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar next to him interjected.

When Shenxiu heard this, he hurriedly said, "Master, then you can't go!" ”

Dao Ran said: "Don't be impatient, this gentleman, please tell me more about this Thousand Lights River." ”

"Little Master, if you want to know about the Thousand Lights River, please ask the right person." The old scholar lifted the lid of the teacup and ...... There is no then.

Daoran, Shenxiu, and Xiaoqing all looked at him blankly, without any reaction.

Xiaoqing even muttered: "You said it." ”

The old scholar rolled his eyes, this group of people from other places really didn't know each other. Listen to the joke in the teahouse, you have to give people a pot of good tea, this cup of lid is lifted and you can't even understand it, you really don't know how to be polite.

If someone else had changed, the old scholar would have already brushed his sleeves away, but the three people in front of him really looked unusual.

Not to mention the little monk who is mortal, the slightly older monk next to him is also a face that can make the sisters of Qiandeng River open their legs for free, and the little girl next to her doesn't look very smart, but she is charming and lovely.

Such a special group of three people got together, and there were contradictions with that group of red-clothed Taoist priests, there must be some kind of story. Storytellers also need new stories to attract listeners, and it is precisely when the old scholar perceives this that he interjects to see if he can inquire about the inside story.

It's fair trade.

The old scholar took a sip of tea to calm down, and then said: "This Qiandeng River did not exist twenty-five years ago, when Qiansu Zhenren had just become a national teacher and walked out of the palace with His Majesty.

"When he came to the edge of the Bianhe River, His Majesty had a whim, stretched out his hand and paddled forward, and said to Qiansu Zhenren that if there is a small river here that runs through the southeast, it will definitely become a prosperous place.

When Qiansu Zhenren heard this, he hurriedly shouted that His Majesty is wise, he is really a holy monarch who is considerate of the people's feelings.

His Majesty shook his head and said, the river is prosperous, but digging the river requires a lot of people's power, which is difficult to do to the detriment of the present generation and benefit the century.

"Qiansu Zhenren said, Your Majesty has the heart to benefit the world, and the poor Dao can also do a little bit. Immediately raised the altar to practice, in exchange for countless heavenly soldiers and generals, the canal was dug out overnight.

"Your Majesty has a great heart, so he made a holy decree to give this canal as a dojo for thousands of real people. However, Qiansu Zhenren said that this is His Majesty's love for the people like a son, so that he can move the heavens and the earth, and ask the heavenly palace soldiers to go down to help him, and the poor Dao does not dare to take credit.

With this good story of the monarch and the minister, this canal naturally prospered, and for more than 20 years, it became the most prosperous place. Later, it gradually became a place where painting boats gathered, and every night, there were thousands of painting boats lit up and walking, like a long dragon, and there was a saying that thousands of lantern boats on the river were like dragons. ”

These words were said in a subdued tone, and there were twists and turns, and everyone was very comfortable to listen to, Shenxiu couldn't help but say: "It's really a shame that Mr. doesn't tell the story." ”

The old scholar said to Shenxiu angrily: "The old man is a storyteller. ”

Shenxiu said Amitabha Buddha embarrassedly, in exchange for a second white eye.

Daoran didn't expect that this national teacher has become a folk legend, and this story is told in a good way, even if there is a lot of processing and modification, but the canal is related to the national teacher should not be wrong.

It's just that this old man is not honest, and what he wants to hear most is an interesting story about the Qinglou of the painting boat, but he doesn't say it here, and he is as hateful as those authors who deliberately break the chapter.

However, listening to the story of this storyteller, the national teacher is not like the kind of traitor who makes people angry, but has a bit of immortal temperament, like a real man of the Tao.

Dao Ran felt that this public opinion was a bit strange, and a few younger scholars next to him scolded: "Sun Xiucai, you are opening your eyes for that disaster of the country again, it's insulting!" ”

The storyteller known as Sun Xiucai didn't change his expression when he heard this, and he took another sip of tea and said: "The common people like to listen to these, how old are you who can't even pass the Xiucai exam?" ”

Then there was a speechless noise, and several scholars turned over and over words such as insulting Sven and scum, and occasionally there were witty sentences that were yin and yang, but they were also quoted from the classics.

Sun Xiucai is cunning and cunning, and he scolds back directly for those curses, and he can't hear the kind of sarcasm that ordinary people can't understand, and he scolds the whole family of the scholars by saying a few words full of meat. The people in the teahouse don't know why, they just think that these scholars can't scold people, and they are crazy output by Sun Xiucai, and they all applaud Sun Xiucai.

In a public quarrel, it doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, the key is to win the support of passers-by.

Sun Xiucai is well versed in the three flavors, and every sentence is to the point.

So the sound of coaxing a few scholars in the teahouse became louder and louder, and after a while, these thin-skinned scholars ran away with red faces.

Sun Xiucai made a circle and said to everyone in the teahouse: "Thank you for speaking up, it's free to explore the Qiandeng River tonight." ”

This time, the applause was louder, and everyone said that Sun Xiucai was righteous.

Daoran looked at it quietly, and it really deserved to be the capital of a country, and there were really a lot of great talents in this people.

Next, Sun Xiucai asked for a new cup of tea, and then told the story of exploring the Qiandeng River this night. The content is also easy to understand, it is the love story between an infatuated scholar and an Oiran girl who does not sell her body.

However, the love between the two is expressed more with actions, and even the lyrics are lingering and compassionate, which makes everyone addicted.

In the teahouse, only Shenxiu closed his eyes tightly and kept chanting Amitabha.

Such a bad scenery, if it weren't for the sake of the three of them letting them listen to the story for free, they would have been kicked out a long time ago.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the story is seventy percent, and the rest is the climax of the Oiran being taken by the son of the Taishi and being forcibly accepted as a concubine, and the scholar trying his best to rescue him.

But at this time, Sun Xiucai came to say: "If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next breakdown." ”

There were bursts of boos in the teahouse, but soon there was applause and applause. I don't know if it's because Sun Xiucai is popular, or because the audience is of high quality and knows that free things can't be crooked.

"Master, let's go quickly, we haven't found a place to live today." Shenxiu said.

As a monk who abides by the rules and precepts, it is really an ordeal for him to listen to this kind of obscene lyrics and songs.

Dao Ran listened to it with relish, not to mention anything else, many driving words are very creative, much more exciting than the old-fashioned ones such as **** old tree roots.

"Shenxiu, you just patronize and listen to those beautiful sounds."

"I'm not, I'm not!" Shenxiu hurriedly denied it.

"If not, why haven't you heard this, Qiandeng River has a rule, if you write poems well, you can skip one night of food and lodging. The protagonist of the story, the scholar, wrote thirty poems in a row and lived on the painting boat for a month, and then met and got to know the Oiran. Daoran said.

Dao Ran not only listened carefully to the story, but also observed the reactions of the people around him. The story of this night exploration of the Qiandeng River will inevitably involve the key figure of the national teacher, and Daoran found that the national teacher is not heinous in the eyes of the people in the capital, but quite popular.

This made Dao Ran very curious, you must know that this national teacher directly engaged in the plague in Yongzhou, and sent monsters to kill people wantonly in Hangzhou, which is not the slightest mercy for the common people.

Why does such a person have such a good reputation in the capital?

This question seems to be worth studying.

Shenxiu admired Dao Ran for being able to keep his heart clear in this kind of story, but when he heard Dao Ran say this, he asked in surprise, "But...... Master, you're not going to live on the painting boat, are you? ”

"Why not?" Daoran asked.

Xiaoqing also chimed in and said, "Yes, yes, I also want to see what that Thousand Lights Dragon looks like." ”

Xiaoqing, who hadn't read much, didn't hear much when she listened to the play just now, but she remembered that a thousand lights floated on the river, like a galaxy falling into the mortal world, and she really wanted to see this picture.

"But the seven love real people invite Master to go to the Thousand Lights River, and it is clear that it is a Hongmen banquet." Shenxiu said.

"You don't have to go to the banquet to go to the Qiandeng River, there are a thousand painting boats, just find one." Daoran replied.

But why do we have to go to such a place? I don't believe that I can't find a place to live in this capital. Shenxiu said very resistantly.

"Shenxiu, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, the national teacher knows that we are coming, and sooner or later there will be more means. Since this Qiandeng River is inextricably linked with the national teacher, we must know ourselves and the other and explore the truth and reality. Daoran explained.

"That's it." Xiaoqing continued to echo.

For bear kids, there's nothing more appealing than the hilarity.

"Master, with your appearance, as long as you appear by the Thousand Lights River, everyone will know."

Shenxiu felt that he still had to persevere, and after this period of practice, he found that compared with Dao Ran, there was really a huge gap in concentration. Don't wait until you get to the painting boat, Dao Ran's Buddha heart is as crystal as jade, but he was damaged by the red and pink skeleton to practice.

Shenxiu has been with Daoran for so long, and he has grown a little.

I used to be overconfident and didn't know it, but now I understand my weakness and know how to take the initiative to avoid it.

Daoran thought for a moment, and then said, "That makes sense......"

Shenxiu breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this red dust test can be avoided.

But Daoran then said, "So we're going to disguise ourselves." ”

Shenxiu was speechless, and after a while, he folded his hands, closed his eyes, and thought: Buddha, this is the ordeal you gave me, the poor monk confessed.

……

As soon as the sun went down, the Qiandeng River reached its most prosperous moment.

Countless painting boats float on the river, seemingly densely packed, and if you are not careful, you will crash into a ball. In fact, the distance between the two boats will not be less than a zhang, and the most experienced captain is at the helm, so that this seemingly thrilling but safe scene is composed.

The name of this thousand lamps is precisely because of the river of lights composed of these painting boats at night, thousands of thousands, innumerable, like a long dragon. These bright lights have a spirit, the wind does not blow, the rain does not stop, even when the wind is stormy, a thousand lights are still a bright scenery on the river.

The dragon of the thousand lantern boat has not yet set sail, but the painting boat is already a warbler and a swallow, the fragrance is intoxicating, and the rich and noble and the literati have long been lingering on the boat.

are all ecstasy, crossing the Jianghuai on a moonlit night; After the daughter is gone, spring comes to a dream.

Such a scene is staged almost every night.

And at the front of the Thousand Lantern Boat Dragon, on the largest painting boat, a real person wearing a red robe was sitting on the highest place, overlooking the deep river.

This national teacher's eldest disciple Jian Mei Xing's eyes are very beautiful, and his appearance is much better than Shi Chan and Li Feng, and he really has the feeling of immortal wind and bones.

"The time is coming, and the little monk hasn't shown up yet?" Qiqing Zhenren asked the little Taoist priest beside him.

This little Taoist priest was the one who sent a message to Dao Ran during the day, and when he heard the question, he said to the Seven Emotions Zhenren respectfully: "Returning to Master, not yet." ”

Seeing the seven love real people frowning, the little Taoist priest said: "Maybe I was afraid of your prestige, Master, and I didn't dare to come to the appointment." ”

Qiqing Zhenren sneered: "If you knew what this little monk had done, you wouldn't have said such ignorant words. ”

When the little Taoist priest heard this, he was a little unconvinced, isn't he just a good-looking little monk, he is not as old as him, how can he be so valued by the master?

However, no matter how unhappy he was in his heart, the little Taoist priest would never dare to disobey the true person of the Seven Emotions on the surface, so he hurriedly bowed his head and said, "The disciple lost his words, and asked the master to forgive him." ”

The Seven Emotions True Man didn't blame, but just waved his hand to let the little Taoist retreat.

When there was only one person left in the gorgeous room, he frowned tightly, which showed that his heart was not as calm and breezy as before.

This time, I invited Dao Ran to the appointment, and the seven love real people did have bad intentions, but they did not mean to kill Dao Ran.

Jinshan Temple Fahai, the name is like Mount Tai pressing on the hearts of the seven love real people. Mortals only know that Fahai is a great and virtuous monk, and only true cultivators understand how powerful Fahai is.

Living Arhats, when the Immortal Buddha never appeared as a saint, it was almost synonymous with invincibility.

Qiqing Zhenren didn't understand why he provoked Jinshan Temple for the sake of just one Nie Zhengyan, and even went to Yongzhou to spread the plague and form a mortal enmity with Fahai.

The national teacher is closely linked to the national fortunes, yes, Fahai did not dare to risk the disapproval of the world and come directly to the capital to shoot Qiansu Zhenren to death.

Because the cost is enormous, and the cause and effect involved are extremely widespread.

But this is only for Qiansu Zhenren, and he doesn't have this treatment.

On the surface, he is a great disciple of the national teacher, but in the court establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he is just an inconspicuous seven-rank official.

If Fahai slapped him to death, I'm afraid he wouldn't even lose an eyebrow.

If there is a choice, the Seven Emotions True Man does not want to wade into this troubled water, he will choose to stay away until the national teacher and Fahai are separated.

However, he couldn't run.

Because his master, Qiansu Zhenren, chose to retreat ten days ago, saying that he wanted to refine a furnace of Flying Ascension Golden Pill for the emperor. This elixir can also soar in the sky after eating it, but it requires a lot of precious materials, and it is extremely difficult to refine.

During this period, the national teacher will not pay attention to anyone and must not be disturbed.

However, before the retreat, Qiansu Zhenren gave an order to Qiqing and asked him to solve the problem.

As for how to solve it, Qiansu Zhenren didn't say too much detail, but the meaning was very clear, and he couldn't let Dao Ran have any influence on him.

Qiqing wanted to refuse, but the Gu worm in his body didn't agree.

Kill Dao Ran, and then be slapped to death by the angry Fahai, or refuse the order of Qiansu Zhenren, and then be hollowed out by Gu worms?

Either way, the seven true people are unwilling.

I finally took a few steps on the path of cultivation, and I haven't seen a higher scenery yet, how can I die here.

The Seven Emotions Real Man pondered and let him think of a way.

He doesn't harm Daoran's life, as long as he spoils the monk's practice.

Inviting him to Qiandeng River is for this purpose. This thousand painting boats are the dojo of the Seven Emotions Real People, he has been operating here for a long time, and what he is best at is this erotic charm technique.

As long as this little monk breaks the vows and his reputation is ruined, it will be the ugliness of Jinshan Temple's own family. His apprentice's concentration was not enough, Fahai was angry, and there was no reason to kill people to vent his anger.

However, this trick is also useful for a great and virtuous monk like Fahai, and if you change to another cultivator, it doesn't matter if you are justified or not, you can just kill the door.

Seven love real people have already laid a net in the Qiandeng River, just waiting for Dao Ran to appear, ensuring that he will never be able to get out of the gentle countryside again.

As a result, the little monk did not come.

Although there were preparations in the plan, but using this method in another place, the Seven Emotions True Person was not so sure.

was hesitating whether to take out the backup plan directly, when suddenly a gong sounded from the Qiandeng River.

The sound of this gong is to announce that someone is chanting poems in the painting boat, which has been unanimously approved by everyone, and all expenses for tonight are exempted.

Therefore, this gong is also called a thousand golden gongs, and the so-called gong sounds, a thousand taels of gold, which means that this person's poetry is worth a thousand gold.

But this Thousand Lights River has not been ringing for half a year.

There is no need for the seven love real people to speak, and it will not be long before someone will present this golden work.

"Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grass-colored smoke, there is no one who will rely on his will. I plan to get drunk with the madness, and I sing about the wine, and the strong music is tasteless. The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi. ”

The last sentence was read repeatedly, and then praised: "Good words, good poems for butterflies and flowers, what a wonderful word!" ”

After the praise was finished, the seven love real people instructed again: "Let Xiao Wan come out to pick up the guests, this talented man named Liu Yong is qualified to be the lamp oil on the ship"